Author: Sanaa

They stare into me and bring the cosmos forth;  eyes full of romantic composition,  like …

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Leave me a kiss in a glass of red; don’t ask me   how and definitely …

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There is heaven in rosy cheeks;  sweet spice   in the eloquent silence of a …

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Life, it’s said is as though a paper white,  in which the heart is full,  …

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Autumn reflections in rose apple red and  gold frame the village,  where a musician composes …

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The sorbet-souffle clay of dusk entails  a full realization,  as ethereal as it is, like …

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